A French Voice in New York Quotes

“That’s where she saw Matt. It couldn’t be him, she reasoned. He was in New York. Yet, it was him, she was sure. Same height, same broad shoulders, same mid-length, dark blonde hair. He dug an item out of his jean’s pocket, crouched and looked around furtively. That’s when he saw her. Putting the item back into his pocket, he rose, and walked to her slowly. “Am I dreaming?” she asked, barely breathing. He stopped inches from her. “We must be sharing the same dream.” He bent and kissed her. It was a kiss full of longing after a difficult absence, full of love, warmth, and delicacy. She let him go and rested her head against his chest. “I”
― Anna Adams, A French Voice in New York